A loving family says farewell to its honoured grandpa one sad day, who had spent his life in traditional service to that same unit et au travail.
Hoping to one day meet again, they hire a new service to preserve his body, in new age cryogenic slumber until such a time as he can be reanimated.
Things go well at the farsighted business as hundreds of wealthy people eagerly seek, newfound life in another epoch on down the road with their illness cured.
Family life returns to normal the humble father still working at the library, the mother making ends meritoriously meet, as a Grade 5 teacher, the children getting along.
Just as a brilliant yet mad disciplined scientist sets out to create an undead army, of somnambulistic unfrozen supermen steadfast and loyal to his every word.
He's developed a universal preservative which athletically reanimates frozen tissue, while making it susceptible to suggestion such as let's rule the entire world.
Working as a modest janitor he infiltrates the cryogenic facility, and continuously waits with diligent patience for the right moment to create his army.
As luck would have it, one carefree evening his fellow workers sit down to play, a heated game of Texas Hold 'Em with humble stakes and heartfelt empathy.
He makes sure to go all in early on so he'll get knocked out.
The slumbering automatons unconsciously awaiting.
His insane authoritative commands.
*What would you do if you had your own army of reanimated Übermensch, son?
**First, I'd see if they could play hockey. Then, if they were athletically gifted, I'd make my own team and compete in the playoffs.
*What if they weren't that athletic?
**I might establish my own business. If they were skilled negotiators, we could make some serious money.
*Do you think harnessing the power of the undead would give you an unfair commercial advantage?
**Are you being facetious?
*Not intentionally. I suppose it's taken for granted that you wouldn't try to conquer the known universe?
**Why would I? It's already been done in the film!
*Crazy family reunion I'd say.
**That was an awkward Thanksgiving.
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